Up from My Dreams - ASG

Bury the cross next to the prize

God can’t take us alive

Up from my dreams new flesh top to bottom

Dance upon your tombstone life’s never stopping

Try and force it, set sail, forget

New queen choking out the used bee

Warning signs unsettled by the fault line

Tried and overturned

Wear your outer crimes we’ll justify

God can’t redeem all the rays in the sunshine

Jesus and Mary swinging in the grapevines

Tear off the pupils of my eyes

Old planet spins off its wheels

Confident she knows not that it feels right

On track to the old killing fields

It looks like it can think and feel

Bite it, touch it, make sure you know that it’s real

Life don’t look like the outside

I’ve worn out my old atmosphere

Play dead and attack

Because you might not enjoy

All it takes to get born